It's not because of selfishness,
Nor unfaithfulness...
It's only a need,
That's it...
It's not because I need
Something new,
But it's because of something I cannot deny anymore
My habit
Of never being satisfied,
Of not living this way, broken in half,
Or so close
To what I'll be,
To what I'd want...
My habit
Of not staying between someone's arms
Only for convenience,
Of not pretending
And of being indifferent
If no love can be felt...
This is not my revenge,
It's only dishonesty,
One night's pain which doesn't go away...
And something I tell to myself,
Maybe it shall pass someday,
This is my specific desire...
My habit
Of never being satisfied,
Of not living this way, broken in half,
Or so close
To what I'll be,
To what I'd want...
My habit
Of not staying between someone's arms
Only for convenience,
Of not pretending
And of being indifferent
If no love can be felt...
When I look up the sky,
I never feel like I'm a stranger,
Every heartbeat is the breath I'm living,
It's always been true
My habit
Of never being satisfied,
Of not living this way, broken in half,
Or so close
To what I'll be,
To what I'd want...
My habit
Of facing
Everything wrong,
Without excuses nor compromises,
We just need to be ourselves,
Even if that's what hurts the most sometimes
My habit...
My habit